Ye Tian slowly approached the Eagle, while the muzzle of the SVD in his hands also dipped slightly, not fully lowered, but neither was it directly aimed at him; relatively speaking, it was a posture that allowed for both attack and defense.
"Puchi" - a sound.
It was laughter.
Ye Tian looked at the man's crescent moon-shaped eyes and suddenly realized that the man had started laughing.
Why was he laughing? How could he laugh!
"Hey, hey, hey, young man, don't be like this, it's okay if you cry, but don't laugh. By doing this, you're really putting me in a tough spot."
Ye Tian put on a helpless expression, but the gun in his hand slightly lifted a bit more, this guy was full of ill intentions.
"Old captain, you're still the same, feeling uncomfortable if you don't take a little advantage!"
He also spoke in Huaxia language, and very fluently at that, except for a slight United States accent.
